Cowboy In A Continental Suit chords by Chris LeDoux
Verse 1
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He walked out in the arena
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all dressed up to the brim
Said he just came down
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from a place called Highland Rim
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And he said he came to ride the horse,
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the one they call the brute
But he didn't look like a cowboy
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in a continental suit
We snickered at the way he dressed,
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but he never said a word
Walked on by the rest of us
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as if he hadn't heard
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A thousand bucks went to the man
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who could ride this wild caillouse
A meaner horse was never born
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than the one they call the brute
The horse that he was looking for
was in chute number eight
Walked up there,
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he slowly put his hand upon the gate
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We knew he was a purebred
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when he pulled a sack of dukes
From the inside pocket
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of his continental suit
He rolled himself a quirley
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and he let it stand in there
Blew himself a smoke ring
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and he watched it disappear
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We thought he must be crazy
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as he opened up the gate
Standing just inside
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was 1 ,500 pounds of heat
The buckskin tried to run him down
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but the stranger was too quick
He stepped aside and threw his arms
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around the horse's neck
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And he pulled himself upon the back
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of the horse they called the brute
Sitting like he was born there
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in his con tinental suit
The brute chimed in, was in the air,
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his front end on the ground
Kickin' and a -squealin',
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tryin' to shake the stranger down
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But the stranger wouldn't give an itch,
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he came to ride the brute
He came to ride that buckskin
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in his con tinental suit
I turned around to look at Jim,
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but he was watchin' me
Said, I don't believe
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the crazy things I think I see
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But I think I see the outlaw,
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the one they call The Brute
Ridden by a cowboy in a
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con tinental suit
The Brute came to a standstill,
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ashamed that he'd been robed
By some city cowboy
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in some continental clothes
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The stranger took his money
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and we don't know where he went
We don't know where he came from,
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and we haven't seen him since
The moral of this story,
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never judge by what they wear
Underneath some ragged clothes
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could be a millionaire
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So everybody listen,
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don't be fooled by this galoot
Sure enough, bronc rider
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in his continental suit you
Cowboy In A Continental Suit
Chris LeDoux
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